You get used to sounds when you live in the country. Some no matter how many times you hear them remain jarring like the call of a screech owl. Some become part of the scenery and are soon ignored like the sound of peepers in the spring. Others lie somewhere in between the two and […]
Not everyday on the farm is a good day.
Whenever we get the opportunity to get off the farm, it conjures mixed emotions. Honestly, the thought of leaving fills me with anxiety, there is so much to do. Currently, the weeds and the Colorado potato beetles are out of control, and the only thing that can cure that is time in the garden. Some […]
My wife grew up in Mount Vernon. When I first came here and met her neighbors and friends and saw the way her face lit up, I knew this is where we were going to end up. I have never once regretted that decision. It is one of the few places where I feel there is genuine community left in our world.
As a kid, like many of us, I played baseball. I was a decent hitter and an adequate center fielder, but I was easily distracted. I would grind my foot into the sod until it gave way and only a bare spot of dirt remained. I found myself kicking daisies, and searching for four leaf […]
Growing up in town, I had a better dog than I deserved. My parents got me a beautiful black lab and Irish setter mixed breed dog when I was in fourth grade as a way of teaching me responsibility. It didn’t take- so my dog (Brigadoon) went to live with my grandparents on the […]
Introducing Under the Red Astrachan to the BDN blog network.